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Horror fiction that delivers on its promise to scare, startle, frighten and unsettle. These stories are fake, but the shivers down your spine won't be.
Walking With Ghosts
The old mansion had always been rumored to be haunted, but Sarah didn't believe in ghosts. She had moved in to the house to take care of her elderly aunt, who had passed away just a few days earlier. Sarah was feeling melancholic and restless after her aunt's passing, but she was determined to stay in the house until she could arrange for its sale.
By Sk.Nithi063 years ago in Horror
Into the Woods: A Night of Terror!
It was a perfect weekend for Jack, a 17-year-old teenager, and his mother's best friend, Lisa, as they decided to camp out in the woods to escape the city's hustle and bustle. They packed their camping gear, picked up some snacks and headed out towards the woods.
By Muhammad Waheed3 years ago in Horror
Phantasmagoria. Top Story - March 2023.
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own. I couldn’t recognize myself anymore. No matter how gaunt the mirror showed my features, I still had to put on my coat and a confident face. “Dr. Berowne, we need you. Her contraction is less than 5 minutes apart and crowning is positive. But she may not be able to push as she’s growing weak from the pain. Should we administer an epidural before she passes out?” Ummm, rudeeeee! I glanced away from the nurse to the mirror and rolled my eyes. You got this, Ellora! Just deliver the baby for now!
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarran3 years ago in Horror
The Old Man's Lair
Title: The Old Man's Lair 1: A Stormy Night It was a dark and stormy night. Sarah had just finished her shift at the hospital and was driving home on an unfamiliar road. The rain was coming down in sheets, and the wind was howling, making it nearly impossible to see. Sarah's heart was pounding in her chest as she tried to navigate the winding road.
By VISHNU FACTS 3 years ago in Horror
Entrapped
A nightmare in my mirror The mirror showed a reflection that was not my own. They'd done this to me, changing everything. I move closer, inspecting; my nose no longer has the slight bump from when my brother hit me with a softball while playing in the yard; my long blonde hair is now short and dark, cut into stylish layers; my eyes, the strange purple colour that always set me apart and made others stare are now a ubiquitous shade of blue; the shape of my eyes has changed as well, they used to be large round saucers, and now they have taken on an oblong shape; my cheekbones are higher, more visible and my chin now has a soft point versus the flat heart shape I had before. I reach up and touch my face in awe, my fingernails are painted and filed to a perfect pink, and there are no more callouses; they now exhibit the hands of a woman who has never had to work for a living. Instead, I appear delicate and breakable. The clothing they've selected hides my muscular body and the strength in my legs and arms are perfectly covered, creating an essence of ladylike sensibility. My breasts appear to be a cup size larger. I cup them with my hands and feel their full perkiness; that is a nice change.
By A Lady with a Pen3 years ago in Horror
MIRROR|ЯOЯЯIM
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn’t my own. My hair was very light brown, yet the image in the mirror had black hair. Maybe I was still waking up, and my mind was playing tricks. It was very early in the morning, so that was a definite possibility. Perhaps I was still sleeping, and this was just an odd dream. I think I would know if I was dreaming, though. Just the fact that I was thinking of dreaming was a pretty good sign that I wasn’t.
By Kevin McMechan3 years ago in Horror
